1255: C1255 pull-out

C1255 pull-out

Even though the deity kept some immortal tricks, he was no longer an immortal. To be more precise, Lord Baihua was just a Golden Hall Realm cultivator with some immortal tricks.

When Qian Xuandao realized that her opponent would not let him go, and that they were actually going to risk their lives, even if she was completely suppressed, it would still deal enough damage to Duke Bai Hua before she died.

Not to mention that as a banished Immortal, other than some problems caused by her own cultivation or the decline of Heaven Man, most of the other situations were caused by magical battle and damage to her Source energy, causing her cultivation to drop from the Immortal Realm.

Without a doubt, Bai Hua Gong belonged to the latter.

And even though a banished immortal in this situation still retained the ability to cause fear, in reality, his cultivation had already revealed a huge flaw.

Unfortunately, after Qian Xuandao was severely injured while she was on the verge of death, the flaw in Bai Hua's cultivation was magnified. Yang Junshan easily grasped this flaw as a result of his aging during the fight.

Dao Techniques: East-rising Purple Qi!

No divine ability could deal any more incredible damage at this time and place!

At this moment, the power displayed by the 15th ranked divine ability on the Dao Techniques and divine ability ranking far surpassed the top 10 divine abilities.

This was the perfect match of the sacred art!

Because of a few reasons, Bai Hua Duke's own vitality was already on the verge of leaking out, and his battle with Qian Xuandao had turned the flow of vitality in his body to the point that it was about to collapse.

Originally, Duke Bai Hua could have made up for the loss of his life force after getting the Immortal Ranking talisman, but he didn't expect Yang Junshan to suddenly make a move at this time. Moreover, the moment he made a move, he took away the last bit of his life force, and became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The leaves of the large area of birch trees all began to turn yellow, and then they began to fall down one by one like rain. The originally green branches began to wither, and the white bark gradually became dehydrated and cracked, as the birch forest began to lose its vitality one by one.

Yang Junshan didn't dare to have the slightest bit of carelessness at this moment. With a serious face, he hurriedly took a few steps forward, and performed a series of hand seals, directly crushing Duke Bai Hua's nearly withered body into pieces. Only then did he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Yang Junshan then turned his gaze to the amulet floating above Qian Xuandao's corpse, which was surrounded by a milky white light.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Junshan once again confirmed that Qian Xuandao had indeed perished. He waved his hand towards the Immortal Training Talisman with a hint of excitement. The talisman instantly curled up into a scroll and landed in his hand.

However, before Yang Junshan could take a closer look at this Immortal-ranked talisman, the surrounding environment suddenly changed drastically, which made him more vigilant.

As if a painting on a piece of paper had been easily touched by someone, the surrounding space began to shatter and construct a new secret plane. The huge birch forest rapidly shrank, and the trees actually turned into tiny branches, and then all these leaves, including Yang Junshan himself, suddenly appeared on top of a birch tree. It was as if the space he was in just now was basically created by the birch tree he was on at this moment.

Countless fallen leaves fluttering in the air started to shine with a faint spiritual light, surrounding the birch tree Yang Junshan was on, forming a huge and tight ball of leaves, causing the space to be constantly compressed.

Clearly, this was a method that Duke Bai Hua had constructed in order to extend his lifespan and prevent the life force from leaking out. This method allowed Bai Hua's body to recover, even if there was still a tiny bit of life force left in his body, by immediately absorbing the life force that filled the array, and he could even use the Immortal Training Talisman to repair the injury that was continuously leaking out of his body.

This was also the most fundamental reason why Duke Bai Hua dared to force Qian Xuantao to kill him even though she had been severely injured.

The last minute, Duke Bai Hua did not notice Yang Junshan's infiltration. The last bit of his remaining life force was stripped away by the Eastern Amethyst Qi. No matter how dense the vitality of this glyph space was, it could not bring Duke Bai Hua back to life.

Yang Junshan jumped down from the birch tree and patted its trunk with his hand. Needless to say, the birch tree should be Duke Bai Hua's real demon spirit without a doubt.

However, what Yang Junshan didn't understand was that the true age of this Whitewood Spirit Demon wasn't just three to five hundred years, it might even take a thousand or eight hundred years. If that was the case, then what was the relationship between Duke Bai Hua and the Saintess Sect? One had to know that it had only been a thousand years since the Holy Birch Sect was founded.

Of course, all of these problems were nothing compared to this immortal who hid her identity, Duke Baihua.

Feeling the compressed vitality in this small array, Yang Junshan greedily took in a deep breath, and the circulation of the nine drops of true essence in his body immediately accelerated by thirty percent. After refining, Yang Junshan's lifespan seemed to have increased, and even the pure Yang blood in his body seemed to have become a little more vigorous. This made Yang Junshan wish that he could cultivate here for ten or eight years straight away, and at that time, whether it was his lifespan, cultivation, or body tempering technique, they would all have a qualitative increase.

Although this talisman formation space had sealed the large amount of life energy that Bai Hua Gong's spirit medicine body had lost, in reality, no matter how tight the formation space was, it was impossible to maintain this life energy without losing it in the slightest. If it couldn't be used as one's own, then after a long time, they could only sit and watch this life energy slowly dissipate.

However, this was not the time for closed-door cultivation. In fact, Yang Junshan was standing under the White Birch Spirit Demon Tree now, but his spiritual sense had already sensed the surrounding array glyphs and sensed that there were more and more Saint Birch Sect cultivators gathering.

Although the cultivation of these cultivators was nothing, and even if there were two or three Dao Realm experts, they would not be able to stop Yang Junshan, much less enter this glyph array space, but if time dragged on, the changes at the Saint Birch Sect would inevitably attract the attention of the surrounding powers. Thus, Yang Junshan had to leave this place as soon as possible.

Well, it was better not to let the monks of the Birch Gate find out anything about him!

Yang Junshan sized up the white birch spirit tree and the surrounding array glyphs, the best way was without a doubt to take away the entire array glyph space, he couldn't possibly let him return empty-handed after all, not to mention the benefits were right in front of him, how could he abandon them like that?0

In this glyph array space, the first thing one could do was to construct a glyph array. Only then could this tiny space with the White Birch Spirit Tree as its core be formed.

As long as it was an array, Yang Junshan was seventy to eighty percent sure that he could use it for himself, not to mention that this ownerless array space itself wasn't a brilliant array.

The Saint Birch Sect's cultivators became increasingly aware of the abnormality, but unfortunately, they couldn't do anything about it. There was even a hint of fear on their faces, and they didn't dare to go forward to test it, let alone forcefully enter the array space to see what was going on.

However, this gave Yang Junshan enough time to break through and take control of this array, and the result of breaking this array was equally surprising to Yang Junshan!

After analyzing the entire glyph array space, Yang Junshan was stunned to discover that one third of the roots of the White Birch Spiritual Demonic Tree under the ground had been cut off. This might have been the reason why Duke Bai Hua became an immortal.

He had no choice but to build this space of array glyphs, trying to retract the life that was being emitted from the roots of his body, and then refine it to extend his life span. However, in reality, his lifespan was still being cut off at every moment, but because he was a Spirit Demon, the vitality of his body was originally filled to the brim, and even with the loss of his vitality, he still maintained a very long lifespan.

Of course, the most valuable thing in the array glyph space was the White Birch Spirit Demon Tree that had already withered away. One must know that this was the body of a Spiritual Demon that had once reached the Immortal Realm.

However, what moved Yang Junshan at this time was that with the actual body of the White Birch Spirit Demon Tree as the core, and all the White Birch Spirit Trees in the whole school as a whole, a large wooden vein was constructed underground!

At this time, Yang Junshan had already taken control of the entire array space, and could take the actual body of the birch spirit tree away from the magical array at any time. But now, he had another challenge, and that was to pull out as many of the large wooden veins as possible and temporarily put them back into the array space before leaving the sect.

After doing so, the whole school would be destroyed, but what did that have to do with Yang Junshan? After Yang Junshan had lost the protection of Duke Bai Hua, who disguised herself as an immortal in the Lightning Calamity Realm, he didn't believe that the Saintess Sect would still be able to protect their position in the entire White Star Palace.

As the ground shook, the entire Holy Birch Sect's training hall started to collapse. A large piece of the white birch spirit wood was broken at the waist, or buried deep in the ground, and a huge array of space violently shook as it was pulled out from the ground. Countless leaves of the symbol flew out, wrapping around the body of the white birch spirit tree as well as a large part of the wood vein. Then, the huge ball started to become smaller and smaller, until it was the size of a person.

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